i’m done. and i’m sorry that it happened the way it did. but everything happens for a reason. i realize that i had made myself convenient to you. the good morning and good night texts. surprising you with flowers. trying to show you that you were special and appreciated in someone’s eyes. the wanting to keep conversation alive between us. and that’s why i drifted away the first time, because i felt like we would talk when it was convenient for you. but then i realized how much i enjoyed talking to you, even if it was infrequent, so i started talking to you again. but i simply cannot do that anymore. so i’m sorry, but i’m done. either you want me in your life or you don’t. it’s your choice. i’m not going to stick around forever. and maybe by the time you realize this, i’ll be gone.
